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"Not just that. Something here just...feels unnatural. Like it shouldn't be happening at all." Mae stiffened up a bit as Fennel grabbed one of her feelers. The smell of death was bad enough...Yet the source...
The Devidramon turned its face to one side, revealing a single dim, and still glowing eye. Almost all of its other ones seemed to have rotted away, in truth. "...The Meicrackmon is not who I test on this merry day..." It began, staring at the twins. "It is you two...I am a creature of many names. Devidramon. DemiDevimon. Yet the name that resonates the most with this HUSK...
What happened to him? The undead dragon began to shuffle around the room. "I was cursed is what happened." He hissed. "Cursed to guard this place and what lays behind me as penance for my actions. I cannot leave. I cannot die. All I do is rot here. What happened to you to come down here with one of those?" A skeletal digit pointed at Mae.
Well, she couldn't blame him, she wouldn't want to be with her either. "...I'm down here to make sure my brothers don't die. Especially to something like you." A simple response, met with a roar of laughter. Like a hyena! "Splendid. I won't harm them. Merely...question them."
Vulin and Fennel would peer to the Devidramon who prowled the room, and introduced himself - explained his situation. Fennel, personally, was suspicious of Goro - who wouldn't? He clearly disliked the Devidramon, glaring at the undead demon-dragon from the safety of Mae's watch. Vulin, on the other hand, was sympathetic. Being left to suffer like this, he couldn't think of any sort of crime that could be worth such a punishment...
All the same though, when Goro referred to Mae as 'one of those', he couldn't help but speak up in her defense, taking a step out from behind Mae and saying "M-Mae is our friend! She's really nice to talk to and spend time with, has been helping us out!" Fennel, though, would glare a little more deeply - his suspicion towards the dragon clear as he asked "What did you do that was worth such a punishment?" He remained behind Mae, though - unlike Vulin - out of a healthy sense of caution.
The cackling roar, the sound seeming to carry almost eerily thru the chamber, would startle both of the twins though. They both huddled behind Mae further - even with Fennel's clear distaste, and Vulin's own concerns for Goro and his caring towards Mae, the Devidramon clearly spooked them nonetheless; despite their best efforts to stay confident. Under Mae's protection though, and Goro's mention that he would 'merely question them'... Vulin would poke his head out once more, taking a second to respond. "I... We'll answer y-your questions!" He'd call, with a slight stammer.
Mae had...not expected the twins to just LEAP to her defense like that. Sure, she was kind of expecting them to defend her in some way--but not like that. The cat remained silent and gave the two naught more than a fond smile.
Goro let out -another- cackling roar at Fennel's question. "I guard a treasure I cannot possess, a treasure barred from me by my hubris. What did I do, Monodramon? I was not -born- with the name Goro. It was given to me by a woman long gone from this treacherous world."
The twins were likely astute enough to deduce what Goro did to this woman. It was not pretty. "Good. You know not to waste time. Not mine or yours." Goro snarled. "First. What are 'bonds' to you? Bonds between 'mon and man, 'mon and 'mon. What are they?"
Fennel and Vulin seemed further uneased at Goro's raucous and hyena-like laughter; Fennel's glare deepening, and Vulin huddling closer to Mae. The devidramon's words did not slip past Fennel or Vulin - the implications and dire tone not exactly helping in the mood, either.
Though, nonetheless, when Goro gave out his first question, Vulin would respond; taking a minute to breathe deeply before he did. "Bonds... well... Bonds are the people you know, the people you want to see again, right...?" Vulin began- the little Vorvomon perhaps a hair unnerved still, but he was trying nonetheless. "I make friends cause I like most of the people I meet, and I want to meet them again sometime! It's possible that some people I'll see again, and others I won't, but... That's okay to me, as long as they're happy...!" Vulin wasn't sure if there would be any distinctions between the relationship between two mons, and the relationship between mon and man... But it'd be the same there, right?
Fennel would, initially, be quiet - he wasn't really sure how he felt about these questions at first. Though Vulin wouldn't miss this, and gently nudged him - to which the two shared a quiet glance that spoke volumes, at least for the two of them. Finally though, Fennel sighed a little and relented, thinking before responding "Bonds are... those I trust. Those I can rest easy around, and can sometimes talk to about the different ways we see things..." He spoke - the best way to describe it, he figured. "They're those who I've known and can consider myself close to, I suppose."
"The people you know. Those you trust. Good answer, good answer." The half-rotted beast tapped a claw against his chin. What to ask next, hm...?
Mae glanced down to the twins, opting to whisper. "...Are you two holding up okay? As much as I'm...unsure if he genuinely can't hurt us, in the event that he can? I won't let him. I promise." The dragon then interjected with another question. "Humor me, Vulin and Fennel. Why do you bring light into this lair? What is it that you seek?"
Did they know what was down here or did they just wander in through blind luck? The dragon felt as though he'd use this to glean some knowledge. Perhaps then he'd be able to ask better questions.
With Mae's whispers of reassurance, Vulin would smile to Mae - whispering back "I'm... Nervous, I won't lie about that - but I think I'll be okay, if you're here." with a gentle and affectionate bunt of his head against her leg. Fennel would remain close by Mae's side, quiet, but he slowly nodded in agreement - eyes locked on Goro, just incase...
With Goro's interjection though, the two little dragon-mons would snap to attention. What they seek? The two brothers would look to eachother, seeming to think over what exactly brought them here. Like before, Vulin would speak up first - mentioning "I... Like to explore, so I suppose I was curious. Who knows what you might find in some hidden little corner?" with a thoughtful hue, his tailtip twitching. "A place as old as this must have something cool to check out, y'know?"
Fennel would quietly nod, mentioning "I... wanted to learn more about what this place once was. Maybe bring something forgotten to light," He glancing down to the notebook he was holding in his arm still - with all the doodles of the murals and carvings he had seen up to now. "Maybe figure out what happened for everyone to leave this place."
"I'll be here. I'll be here for you the whole way through, I promise." Mae promised the two, while the undead dragon glared straight at them. Particularly Fennel, it seems as though his response to the question struck a chord. "So you come to a husk. You find that little corner and that lead you down here."
They didn't know about the eggs that kept him shackled to this plane. "I know not why this place was abandoned. Such knowledge is lost. Left only with the elders and the higher powers. This was once a place of worship. For what, I know not. Yet I do know one thing.
Whatever the denizens of this place once sought guidance from? It drove them out."
With that, the Devidramon brought his limb forward. There was a literal chain holding him there. Attached to the wall. "So. You want treasure. I want to leave. Do me a favor. Break this chain, won't you?" The chain itself looked to be weak...Yet there were two symbols upon it.
The knowing would know them as Spirit and Passion. Of which this dragon lacked. Only if struck by those who bear these qualities, would the chain break.
The two dragons would peer to the presented chain, quiet and contemplative. The Devidramon was being held down here for, well, for a reason - and Fennel wasn't sure if it would necessarily be a good idea to release this digimon - even after all this time. What if Goro lashed out, or attacked them, while they had their guard down? Vulin, though... Vulin felt a sense of sympathy towards Goro. Sure, he did something bad, and this was his punishment... But was being stuck down here for Yggdrassil-knows-how-long maybe a little overboard? Being all stuck and all alone for potentially forever seemed kind of overboard, to the little dragon - and he felt bad for the Devidramon for it.
The two glanced to eachother, quiet, the two knowing what the other thought - though communicated with only a glance. "... Alright." Fennel would breathe after a second. They supposed that Mae could protect them, if things went south - and in thinking of it now, even... He had a feeling that a rotted, decaying Devidramon like Goro would really have much in the way of strength or durability, if it came to a fight... "... Okay, yeah." Fennel nodded, feeling more resolute in following his brother's lead with this thought in mind - and Monodramon and Vorvomon both would approach the chain. "Ready?" "Mhmm,"
Vulin's fangs would glow as the heat within him blazed, and he would bite down onto the chain, yanking at it and pulling it taut for Fennel - who would bring his sharpened claws down onto the chain as well; the duo working together to try and break the chain for Goro.
This world was cruel. The twins might not be all too aware of such a fact, given their upbringing high above the ground which they walked upon, but it was a truth all the same. The blaze, the fury of the twins would strike true, and as the bearers of Spirit and Passion made themselves known?
The chain would snap.
Nothing happened, at first. Goro simply looked down at the twins....Before he collapsed. "Haaah...Feels like a weight off of the shoulders. You...have my thanks." The chain was, for some reason, the one thing keeping him alive. He, for lack of any better phrase? Turned into data. And dust. The former flew up and out of the chamber--presumably to be reborn.
Upon that? The shrine would flash twice, two egg-like objects appearing upon it.
So, what would the twins do? Mae herself was just keeping an eye out for anything else. "...Kind of...tragic." She...didn't really have a lot of words for what just happened. At least he...seemed to go be reborn?
Watching Goro collapse and dissolve into data and dust, the two twins were... Quiet. Perhaps a hair shocked. They were sheltered, sure, and they certainly were young - though it wasn't like they didn't know of the concept of death. It was just that... Neither of them really ever came face-to-face with it. They never needed to know of it or see it in their youth, really. The closest thing to witnessing death was a time where Fennel had snuck out one evening, and had seen a procession of mourning, grieving digimon... Though he never really learned who it was that passed away, even then.
All that aside though, seeing Goro practically die right in front of them, Vulin felt... Sad. Unsure. He'd glance to Fennel, who would quietly bow his head in respect for the recently-deceased digimon, and then to Mae, who commented on the tragedy of it. Vulin though... He wasn't sure what to do beyond to try to 'bunt' the remaining dust and lingering bits of data, as though it were his own way of showing respect to Goro. Being the one with the least understanding and experience of the three, he wasn't really sure what he was doing, but he wanted to do something at least to show that he'd remember the Devidramon. As the time of silence passed though, Fennel would sigh heavily. "... Perhaps we'll see him in another form, sometime." He'd comment softly, peering to the remains, before glancing to the shrine beyond that.
Two egg-like artefacts seemed to sit atop it, both bearing symbols similar to the ones on the chain. One symbol resembled a single spark of flame, on a smooth and patterned egg - the biggest defining feature beyond the symbol being a pair of horns on the side - while the other symbol resembled a raindrop from stormy clouds, and seemed almost to be made of feathers, with a single jagged horn of its own. The duo would peer to the two objects, and Fennel couldn't help but note that... That strange feeling from before, the feeling that had drawn his attention to the temple... Seemed even stronger than before, from the eggs - particularly the feathery one.
It wasn't the sort of feeling that Goro gave off, that unease, but more what he had felt when they were approaching the temple - the feeling that unnerved him simply because it was strange and unfamiliar. But now that he could see it, there was something that felt almost... Right. Vulin seemed to share that sentiment; drawn to the smooth egg, and peering at it with visible curiousity, even if he was still feeling sad over Goro's passing.
The two twins would reach out to their respective eggs, only to be surprised as the eggs would burst! Splitting into little motes of data, the two twins would watch as they 'absorbed' the data of the two digimentals - the pair stumbling back a few paces in the process. As the motes were absorbed, they didn't feel outwardly different; they didn't feel stronger, or even as if something bad had happened, but... Fennel couldn't help but note that something had sort of... Changed within him, and he had a feeling that the same could be said of Vulin. The two twins would share a glance, quiet, before Vulin peered back to Mae - asking "... Do you know what just happened, Mae..?"
Mae was no stranger to watching Digimon...just...go. Yet, that didn't mean it became easier over time. It was rather shocking, all things considered. "Indeed. He...wasn't loaded. So, there's a chance he'll come back at least." It was far more a chance than Mae herself had given others.
There was also the fact she had no idea how to console the twins, either. They seemed more than a little sad....Yet, the eggs seemed meant for them--they did disappear after being reached out towards. "I...Think those were Digimentals. I'm unsure what exactly they do, but...I think you can reach a slightly higher form now, at least." That's what they did, right?
...Mae never did find one of these for herself. "Do...you think we should go back outside?"
Digimentals... The two were quiet, out of a mix of contemplation, awe, and the somber atmosphere - after having watched Goro pass away. Though that meant they could digivolve, right...? What new forms would these digimentals unlock...? Vulin, on one hand, was a little excited to see - and the idea that they'd probably be able to see Goro again was comforting, too. Fennel felt similar, though he was more thoughtful than excited - pondering everything that had happened up to now.
At the question of them going back outside though, the two twins would nod. "Yeah, lets go back up.." Fennel would mention, already heading for the hallway back to the stairs. Vulin wouldn't be far behind either, bouncing after Fennel, and glancing back to Mae, mentioning "Thank you for coming with us, Mae!" with his best attempt at an excited smile; seeming to be starting to feel at least a little bit better. "The... stuff with Goro was kinda scary, and kinda sad, but... I hope we can meet him again someday, somewhere out there!"
Mae couldn't help but feel like something else died here today. Was she being a tad paranoid? Quite possibly, but she had offered to guide them through here. She should at least be gracious enough to lead them back out. And the Meicrackmon did just that, with flying colors.
Thankfully, they all wanted out of whatever this was. "No problem. I'm...sorry you two got put up to that, but I'm glad you came out of it alright. Truth be told, it...felt nice, watching over people. Like having little brothers." Was that really how she viewed them? Dragons? As brothers?
"Perhaps you might. He wasn't loaded, so maybe you'll see him soon. Be excellent to him if you do, yes?"
It seemed pretty uneventful as the trio made their way up back to the entrance - the twins sticking close to Mae, and being careful of triggering - or re-triggering - any possible traps in the hallway out into the open. As Mae mentioned watching over the two of them being like having little brothers though, Vulin would perk up a little, smile cheerily to Mae, and without missing a beat, mention "And having you with us is like having an older sis!" Fennel took a second to double take at that - perhaps a little perplexed at the idea of just accepting someone they only met today as family, but...
... at the same time, Fennel couldn't deny that he was warming up to Mae; she was indeed nice, and had every chance to cause harm - but didn't. In fact, she was pretty ready to stand to their protection, with the traps, and with Goro, in the temple. He wasn't sure if he'd call her a sister, but he'd readily call her a friend, at least. Still though, he'd smile and quietly nod his agreement to Mae; raising a claw to shield his eyes from the setting sun as they stepped outside. Seemed like it was getting a bit late - time flies, he supposed.
As far as Goro was concerned, Vulin would nod eagerly, mentioning "I don't think he was all that bad...! Like..." The Vorvomon trailed off for a second to find his words, before he decided "He did something bad to get in that situation, but... I think he sort of... Learned his lesson, right? And he wasn't really bad or evil to us, just kinda spooky and wanted to know more about us." Sure, perhaps a lot of this was Vulin's naivety talking, but... He did truly believe that Goro would be a better person, this time around, if the two of them ever met him again - and... "... And I'd really like to be his friend, if we see him again." Vulin would decide.
Fennel blinked to Vulin, and would chuckle a little, playfully punching the Vorvomon in the shoulder - "You wanna be everyone's friend," He'd quip gently and humorously, to which Vulin would blow a raspberry back, countering "Friends are great!" as the two twins began to laugh. Though, as they began to calm, Fennel would hum for a second, before smiling to Mae - asking "If we can digivolve now... should we give it a try here and now? I figure since you helped us out, you should be the first to see it,"
"I think I like that." Mae decided. Being a sister was one thing, but an older sister was...another ball park entirely. It was true that she also did a double take at that, but she was as swift to accept it as truth. The day was coming to an end as they stepped out. Huh, how long had they been down there? The Meicrackmon put her paw over her eyes.
"I didn't think that either. He seemed shifty but...It's not wise to judge a book by it's cover, is the thing. Friends are a precious thing...It took me a while to realize that." Were they genuinely offering her the chance to see what those Digimentals do?